I’m at the stage where many of my friends are having kids, or on their second one. Yikes, it’s THAT time?
But with that stage comes kid birthday parties. First off, I loved birthdays as a kid. Presents, cake, singing, games, GOODIE BAGS. It’s the best.
And now that I’m on the other side of the kid’s birthday party, I can say this as a single lady attendee:
Not too long ago, I was invited to a friend’s son’s birthday party and after missing his last two, I made it a point to be there and support the mom (my friend) and her adorable family.
There were 10 children, their parents and four non-parent, single/engaged people.
Everyone brought gifts for the birthday boy, I brought two bottles of wine. I AM THAT FRIEND.
But all that wine was gone by the end of the night :) Just saying.
I don’t spend a ton of time around kids, especially large groups of them, so when the kids gathered for pinata and present time, and the kids were screaming (at a deafening decibel), laughing, running around in a herd, I had a moment of intense, “holy shit, there are so many of them.”
And I think they smelled my fear.
Or at least the parents did because several of them came up to me and another non-parent friend saying, “so did you guys survive that?” or “Does this make you want to hold off in having kids?”
Clearly, they’ve been in our shoes.
Yes, it was a bit terrifying but it was still fun to watch them get excited opening gifts and look a tad confused when everyone sang “Happy Birthday.”
And since more kids parties are in my future, I will be stocking up on the wine. It was a hit.